I don't think I've ever been in a position to root for BYU before. The BCS makes you do weird things. At least the commercials for the Utah schools are amusing. The little promo spots that colleges make, where schools like Iowa tout their cosmopolitan campuses, are one of my favorite things about fall Saturdays. Oh well, it's looking like Dallas again for UT. Or hey, they could go to the Holiday Bowl again. Hey, look, basketball!

And no hockey. Ever. Hmph.

Bono just gave a mini-lapdance to a (female) audience member on SNL. He is very small, Bono. Speaking of U2, it was very funny to see the footage of Bono and the Edge performing at the Clinton library dedication. And another thing, "Vertigo" bothers me. "Catorce" is fourteen. "One, two, three, fourteen"?

Chris Gray over at the Austin Chronicle repeatedly refers to them as the best band ever. Which puzzles me. I think I will ask him for an explanation sometime. I think there are a lot of bands you could make that claim for. I'd make the call for something prosaic like the Velvet Underground, and I think a case could be made for the Beatles. I would travel great distances (were it possible, through time and space) if I could see the Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 (1992)(though they were great after that) and Sonic Youth (1987-8) (who were my favorite band for years, not so much now). Fuck, I went to London to see the Super Furry Animals (though that was part of a 25th birthday celebration that included seeing the Strokes and Belle and Sebastian, the main point was for me to get to see SFA) and though I love them I'm hesistant to make any calls about their place in the canon (I know what's good, and I know what I like. And as we've established below, they are not the same thing). I like a lot of morally bankrupt music of questionable artistic value. I also like fast food.

Anyhow. I guess Gray has a point, but I think he's crazy. Next time I see him at a show, I'm going to ask him about his love for U2, and just what the hell he's thinking.

Just had a girlfriend over to watch DIG! with me (we like rockumentaries, and discussed how violence makes them better, e.g., Gimme Shelter). I was explaining to her the hotness of Courtney Taylor (even with the briefs, drugs, mohawk, etc, sorry, and yes, I'm sure he's roundly despised in Portland. Doesn't matter, still hot), and when she saw him she said, "You do have a type." I do like them tall and somewhat scruffy with pretty faces. I also like men who I want to be like, hence the appeal of writers and musicians (I don't want to be a musician, I just want to be cool). Finding a hot writer's a lot harder, but definitely worth it.

I am tempted to compare the chances of finding a sexy writer to the chances of finding an intellectually curious stripper, but that would be mean to strippers. But truly, the sexiest men I've been with, the ones I would still want to sleep with (and that's a short, short list) with are either journalists or musicians. One of them I'll be sleeping with again soon, the other two are in other countries.

It was so nice to have a whole Saturday off--well, nearly, since I had to get up and do a few things this morning. But I had a lovely long nap while it rained. I also noticed a really nasty leak along the side of my fireplace. Glad I'm moving out of this craphole in a month.

Feel free to send your OH and KY club knowledge this way; I might do a little research while I'm in Cincy over Thanksgiving. I should have my last work days at XTC posted soon, once I figure out my actual move date. Those of you in Austin who know me and would like me to have some kind of farewell get-together, drop me a line. I'm considering doing something before I head out.